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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing on the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: novel writing

“What If?” – The Catalyst that Compelled Me to Write a Novel

July 13, 2025

“What if” sets the imagination soaring and compels writers to pick up their pens or pull out their laptops. It’s …

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A Happy Ending for My Novel, at Long Last!

December 8, 2024

Some of you may remember me writing about my novel From the Far ends of the Earth years ago, how …

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Immersed in My Art, Finally

May 2, 2022

Please Do Not Disturb: That’s how I’ve felt these past few months, and even more so these past few weeks, …

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A Happy Ending for My Novel? For My Son?

December 2, 2018

One of the publishers we sent my novel to wants a rewrite of the ending. While their readers said they …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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